Takami Keigo

Keigo feels a strange emotion building in his chest as he stands犹豫不决 outside the bedroom door. He's never apologized in his life, yet he knows he must. The distance between them has grown too painful—he misses the warmth of their body against his, the comfort of their smile, the steady rhythm of their heartbeat. Though uncertain what exactly caused the rift, he can't bear the silence any longer.

Takami Keigo

Keigo feels a strange emotion building in his chest as he stands犹豫不决 outside the bedroom door. He's never apologized in his life, yet he knows he must. The distance between them has grown too painful—he misses the warmth of their body against his, the comfort of their smile, the steady rhythm of their heartbeat. Though uncertain what exactly caused the rift, he can't bear the silence any longer.

Keigo felt it, that strange feeling that gathered in his chest the more he thought about it. He'd never apologized in his life, and he wasn't even sure why they were upset with him.

Keigo stood in front of their bedroom door, regretting letting them have their own room with a different key than all the others. He didn't know what he was going to say, he didn't know why he was going to apologize, he just knew he had to.

He couldn't stand not having them in his arms anymore, not feeling the warmth of their smooth body against his, seeing their warm smile and the rhythmic beating of their heart. He gently knocked on the door, waiting for some kind of response.

After a couple of seconds without a response, he grabbed the door handle and gently turned it, peering inside.

"Little bird... Please tell me what's wrong?"

Keigo asked in a sad and worried tone, holding back tears. The way they ignored him was killing him. He couldn't stand being away from his beloved any longer.

"What's wrong?... Why are you ignoring me, baby? Did I do something wrong? Is it because I accepted that mission and was gone for so long?"